As a counterpoint to the previous, marriage-related post:
on the drive to preschool this morning, with no preface:
A: “Dad…I’m not eager to get married.”
D:
D: “Oh, yeah? Why not?”
A: “I dunno … I don’t know how to pick.”
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“Why did the girl throw a stick of butter out the window?”
Me:”Hmm, I don’t know…Why?”
“Because she wanted to see a butter fly!”
(then, after a pause while looking as if he felt the story needed a little something more, and with a serious face:)
“She was a funny-looking sort of girl.”
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Atticus’ preschool class performs last Monday – a great birthday treat for ol’ Dad.
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happy birthday
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operation: egg dye.06
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Atty buckles down intently and carefully to the task at hand – evening, Easter, 2006.
“ Say, Atticus, should we go inside and get some milk and some lunch before we take our nap?
No. Outside. “
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